We had two different Concordances, seventy Jack Chick pamphlets, five Left Behind novels and a collection of Christian metal music from the 80s. The only thing that worried me was the Christian metal. There is nothing in the world more damaging and threatening to your faith than having your copilot singing at the top of his lungs along to Stryper at 2:00 AM on the way to Vegas for a revival, and I knew that Brother Jim would flip to that playlist on his iPod sooner rather than later.
Hey! Pull up your pants! Don’t do that on my lawn! You’ll kill the grass! Who do you think you are, Thomas Kincade?
My parents were helping us put up pictures in our house last week. They told me that, when they die, I will inherit some Thomas Kincade pictures from them. I managed to keep my mouth shut and my last meal down, somehow.
I read this, taking it at face value, and was wondering what your bizarre Vegas trip had to do with this thread… wait, Vegas trip? As in “Fear and Loathing In ___”? And I flashed on the first paragraph where HST describes all the drugs they had in the car and Ohhhh, yeahhhh… I see what you’re doing!
Well played. [ g o l f c l a p ]
In fact, if you want to write the first Christian Hunter S. Thompson novel, go ahead. I’ve got a good start on “Fear and Loathing On Golgotha”, but I really don’t need the annoyances of Oprah and Regis (and those paparazzi!) all trying to get at me.
As someone with one bookshelf full of different Bibles, Biblical research books, books of faith for other religions (LDS, Buddha, Koran) AND a shelf of Thompson’s work - I might be able to pull it off.
I admit to being VERY tempted to take my own life journey, alter it enough to protect the guilty (those with my on the trip) and the innocent (my family), and publish my own novel of Fear and Loathing on the Twisted Trail to Salvation.
Seriously.
I just don’t know if I will ever finish it. If so, I promise to ensure that there are appropriate Doper references in there. I can think through the chapters, the hard work will be ensuring I keep my privacy. The GOOD book I might write would have facts in it I have NO desire to ever have attached to me (or for my sons to answer to either).
Serious advice: write the truth. Now. Before you get too busy (or too flat … under a random streetcar’s tires).
And when you’re all done with a rough draft, get advice, do some soul-searching… then go back and obscure the facts you want to.
Hmmm… maybe just search and replace “heroin” with “Twizzlers”, “hooker” with “reference librarian”, and “Testor’s enamel in a ziplock bag” with "Glade Aromatherapy Plug-Ins ".
And “Doper references” would save you some work… Chapter Three would only be two words long.
Jackson wore his old blue unform at the start fo the war, and really didn’t care one way or the other until the Confederates pitched in and bought him a gray one.
Before the war, regular army uniforms were blue, and state militia gray. The Confederates had more gray-uniformed troops because after Harpers Ferry they’d formed militias in anticipation of war. But in the early years of the war, New Hampshire and New York sent in regiments in gray, Georgia in blue.
(IMHO, by the way, The Iraq War doesn’t need its Thomas Kinkade, it needs its Otto Dix